Dan lifted an eyebrow and asked her to explain about the spankings with her ex husband.
With that Eva began to relate a spanking episode. "He told me one night that he had always wanted to tie me up and spank me. I had always had a fantasy of being the fair maiden captured by the wicked pirate, so I agreed to try it. I got dressed up in an old nightgown. I tore the sleeves to make it look like a damsel in distress. I met him at the door and after kissing him I presented a rope to him with my hands in front of me ready to be tied. He took me to the bedroom and tied me by my hands and feet across an old wooden trunk. He grabbed my gown and tore it from my body. He grabbed me by my hair and shoved his cock in my mouth. He fucked my mouth and as he did he would give me a spank with his wide leather belt. I would wiggle and pretend to cry out in distress. At fist it was fun and he loved it and wanted to do it more often. He would fuck me afterwards again and again. Our sex life had never been so good.
I enjoyed the fantasy and found myself getting turned on whenever he would do it. I even enjoyed the rough lovemaking that came afterwards. But, after a few times of doing that he began to spank me harder and harder. At first it was fine, then it got more and more painful and he began to hit me in the face. He used his fists, sticks, and belts and the beatings got worse and worse. What had been great sex quickly became very abusive. I would beg him to fuck me like he had been, thinking the sex would calm him down. However, instead of fucking me in a normal way, he began to use dildos and bottles, and whatever foreign objects he could find to fuck me with. I liked it at first, but when I would ask him not to hurt me he would always get angry and hurt me worse. Eventually he beat me just to be beating me. It was no longer sexy or fun. It was only violent.
At first, I told myself that I loved him and he would get better. But, eventually it was only violent and I finally had to run one night for my life. He had beaten me so badly I had to go to the emergency room with several broken ribs and my face full of scratches, cuts, and bruises. Finally, I had to face the fact that he had killed the love and I was afraid of him, so I had to get away from him."
After she finished talking Dan paused and took her hand. He could see that she was shaken remembering the violence and she had begun to cry. He held her until she calmed down and finally she wiped her face and tossed back her hair. "I am sorry. I had not thought about that part of my life much in the five years that I have been away from him."
